Chapter 114 - Subjugation Mission Part 3 (1/2)

”Ek vili drepa þú allr!” (I will kill you all!”)  Cynrik spat out the words in familiar Norse while grabbing the bloodied spear off the ground and facing the village below.

With eyes glowing the same shade of amethyst purple as his Húðflúr, Cynrik scanned with radar-like precision through the steam, searching for the one who had harmed Benny; seconds later, he located a fierce-looking Kobold wearing scaled armor and still standing in a javelin throwing stance. This was all Cynrik needed to see, and after charging 20 MP of Dark Mana into the spear in his right hand, Cynriks muscles bulged heavily before violently throwing the weapon while using his Wind Affinity to correct its course.

Down below in the cloud of steam, a Reptilian Kobold Warrior wore a look of concern; he was the first of his kin to spot the strange blue blob floating above their sacred pool, so being a proud and Dragon Fearing reptile as he was, he did the first thing his tiny lizard brain told him to and attacked the ball from below. However, instead of the result, he had been expecting, his attack seemed to anger this strange blue blob because it began spitting out a mist the likes he had never seen before.

Rooted in his throwing stance and scared that he had angered the Dragon God, the Kobold dared not move even his smallest finger in fear of death. His snake-like amber pupils turned into thin slits as he watched the mist descend on the whole village and bathe it in cool darkness the likes his race had never experienced.

But just when he was about to turn and run to the great elder's home, he heard a thin whistling coming from above. Finding the noise strange, he flicked out his tongue, tasting the air while tilting his head to the side in confusion. The noise was oddly familiar, but his pea-sized brain couldn't register where he had heard it. If he had, then he could have avoided the conclusion that came about a breath of time later.

BANG!!!

Cutting through the cloud of steam like a knife through butter and moving faster than the speed of sound, the spear blasted a hole the size of a bowling ball through its owner's chest before burying itself from sight in a crater three meters deep.

The Kobold warrior's brain couldn't even register what was happening as the hole within its chest started to emit a cold dark light, spreading through his whole body, quickly decaying his flesh and armor to mush in an instant. Unable to mutter a sound, the Kobold Warrior who had nearly killed Benny died by rapid decay and a massive hole in his torso, leaving only the small gem-like Codex in the place he once stood.

The being who had thrown the spear had already turned his back and was tending to Benny once again. After firing off the spear like a railgun, he felt exhaustion weigh on his body as the Húðflúr stopped glowing and retook their usual appearance. Cynrik didn't miss the fact that killing the source of his anger seemed to pour cold water on it, calming him down.

-Quest Updated-

-Subjugate Kobold Soldiers: 1/84- (incomplete)

-You have killed a Level 23 Tier-2 Reptilian Kobold Spearman-

-You have killed a being twice your level; rewards will be doubled.-

-You have received 46,000 XP-

-You have received 2 STR-

-You have obtained 1 KIT point.-

- A Tier-2 Fire Affinity Codex has been located.-

-Since the Host has wholly destroyed the being's body, the System has retrieved the dead being's Codex, duplicated it, and deposited them into your inventory.-

Unbothered by the spam of notifications from his kill, Cynrik knelt down and placed his index and middle fingers against Benny's carotid artery feeling for a pulse. Cynrik picked out the slow pulse of blood rushing under his fingers with closed eyes, causing him to heave a sigh of relief. Silently, since the moment Benny had been hit by the spear, Cynrik had been beating himself up for not noticing the Kobold nor the spear he threw until it was too late.

In reality, it wasn't his fault, nor the rest of the party, who, although on high alert, somehow missed the attacker, to begin with. Instead, there were a lot of critical factors in play that had compounded into them being caught unaware by the sudden violent attack. For starters, the spear itself was made from the same stone as the huts, allowing it to easily blend in with the buildings it traveled past before arcing into the air silently. Next, the Kobold attacker was initially on his way from home to the training fields and was in between two different huts, hidden from the sight of Brance and Cynrik by the bright shining stone.

The only one who could have potentially spotted him was Gabby, but at that moment, she had been facing the opposite direction, and only when she turned did she see the spear impacting her brother. All of these things together turned the brainless lizardman into a perfect assassin against the members of MyrkLys.

Cynrik had already roughly figured out that the Kobold had been in his blind spot but still felt he should have been able to at least bat away the spear. As he stood over Benny, giving him one last scan to be sure he was patched up, a random quote his Father on Earth used to say popped into his head.

”Wish in one hand, shit in the other, see which one fills up first.”

It applied to the current circumstances perfectly. No matter how much Cynrik wished he could go back and stop the attack, he couldn't; all that could be done now was first aid.

Down below, Brance had jumped Gabby, covering her mouth with his hand while reactivating [Vanish], he could feel her tears trickling on his hand, but he didn't dare move. Hearing movement in the building underfoot, Brance knew if he didn't silence the girl now, they would be found. Forcefully turning Gabby's head to face him and locking eyes with her, Brance gave her as reassuring of a look as possible wordlessly.

{Cyn, sitrep (Situation Report).}

{First aid applied, used three pots (potions), and cleaned the wound with [BlackFire], pulse is slow, but he's breathing and alive. However, I suspect he will be out of commission for a while.} Falling back into the militaristic way of speaking they had both grown used to in their previous life, Cynrik swiftly filled Brance in on how Benny was doing.

{Copy, I've got Gabby under control, but there is movement below us. Plus, when she saw Benny get hit, her scream forcefully canceled my skill, and we were exposed.}

Cynrik was silent for a moment, the wheels in his head turning rapidly while he tried analyzing their current and future moves; as was typical in combat, plans could fall apart instantly and constantly needed to be reevaluated on the fly. Now was a prime example. With Benny down, Cynrik was required to make several adjustments, especially when it came to the Shaman. Without a second tank, things would get a bit dicey.

'Tobs, what's the maximum range of my [Shadow Veil], and can I cast it on someone with the said distance between us.'